A stream of light representing Ling Fei just passed over the Qiufeng Valley, and the disciples ambushing on both sides converged their breath.
Behind, nearly a thousand monks, under the leadership of the Caixiamen sect master, all entered the big opening of the Autumn Wind Valley.
However, at this moment, the mutation happened suddenly.
Numerous pillars of light rose from the ground and rushed straight into the sky. The elements and true energy around the Caixiamen crowd were suddenly evacuated, and there was obviously a kind of energy that suppressed them in the air.
At this moment, all Caixiamen disciples, no matter their speed or strength, were greatly suppressed. Maybe it was a pill formation cultivation base, but now it is just the late stage of foundation building. Originally it might have been a cultivator of Nascent Soul, but at this time it was no more than the early stage of Dan formation.
The master of Caixia Gate was also suppressed to Yuan Ying's cultivation base.
"No, we are in an ambush, get out!"
Everyone at Caixiamen had already discovered the danger and wanted to evacuate, but how could Ling Fei give them a chance?
He turned his head back and sent a sword qi, and directly cut off the head of a Caixiamen disciple's Xiangshang.
The moment the head fell, it seemed to have initiated a signal, and all the Qiufenggu disciples rushed out of the grass on both sides.
"Kill them all! Don't let them go!"
Sword tactics, spells, and colorful rays of light scurry in the sky.
The people of Caixiamen screamed again and again, countless heads were cut off, blood shed all over the ground.
Ling Fei drifted among the crowd. He didn't participate in the killing, but quickly came to the disciples of the Caixiamen who had just died, swallowing the sky and absorbing their cultivation.
After a stick of incense, the entire battlefield was quiet, with more than a thousand more corpses, and the rocks and vegetation on the ground were all stained bright red with blood.
These monks were all elites of Caixiamen. Although their strength was suppressed, they still had a chance to resist and kill a few people.
Ling Fei was more satisfied than anyone else. It only cost a little spirit stone to kill these people, but in exchange, his cultivation level quickly improved. Although he can't achieve the realm of Nascent Soul now, the golden core is more than several times larger, and it is as big as a basketball!
It is no exaggeration to say that even if Ling Fei doesn't have the energy of Extreme Great Emperor, this golden core storage alone can be comparable to a monk in the early stage of transforming a god.
But the cultivation base still needs to be increased. As for reaching a higher strength, a more powerful technique can be used.
"After tidying up these corpses, burn all of them, leaving no one behind. Then register them in a book, and receive spiritual stones based on the number of individual kills."
"Yes!"
Everyone smiled and ran to clean the battlefield. They were about to divide the money, and they were happy.
Ling Fei didn't have to be afraid that they would cheat and report a count, because with mind-reading skills, he could tell at a glance whether the other party was lying.
Ling Fei quickly returned to the hall, and several elders quickly followed.
"The Great Elder, now the sect master of Caixia Gate was also killed by us, what should we do next?"
Ling Fei narrowed his eyes slightly and burst out two fierce sharp glows.
"We killed most of the elites of Caixiamen. The rest of them are newcomers and rubbish. We must cut the grass to get rid of the roots. Tonight, arrange a team of 1,000 people to wash Caixiamen with blood."
"Yes!"
Several elders, with a faint green light in their eyes, are about to make a fortune again.
It was night, on the moon, under the cover of the dark night, Ling Fei brought thousands of elites from the Autumn Wind Valley to Caixia Gate three thousand miles away.
Na Caixia Gate is located on a high mountain, and eight disciples of the late foundation building with superb cultivation stand at the bottom of the mountain to watch the gate. Two of them have reached the early stage of Jin Dan.
"It seems that Caixiamen has been rich and rich in recent years, and even the disciples who guard the gate have used Jindan early."
Ling Fei licked his tongue, waved his big hand, and the six Nascent Soul cultivators quickly pushed up.
"Who--!"
Where is the opponent of the master Yuan Ying for the six disciples of the gatekeeper? They were just found, and in a blink of an eye, they were beheaded, and there was no chance to even make a call for help.
A group of people quickly gathered around, staring at the mountain guard, but they were a little worried.
"Elder, what should I do? If you protect the mountain, the people inside will definitely be alert. Although they can't escape, but if you let them send a message, it will be very troublesome for us in the future of Autumn Wind Valley. ."
Ling Fei smiled lightly:
"Relax, since I dare to let you come, naturally I won't let you go for nothing."
After finishing speaking, his dragon's different pupil opened up and opened a huge black hole directly on the mountain protection formation.
"Hiss~! Great Elder Shenweihao**, I am waiting to admire it."
"Okay, don't say any more, go in, don't keep one. Especially the Treasure Pavilion at Caixiamen, where things are emptied, don't leave anything."
"Yes."
The clothes they wore were naturally not those of Qiufenggu, and wearing a scarf would make it difficult to be recognized by the disciples of Caixiamen.
When the space black hole was opened, the slaughter began.
Under the moonlight, the disciples of Qiufenggu killed people when they saw them, screaming one after another, fires everywhere, and magic tricks of various colors flew randomly.
Blood, fear, and death descended on the Caixia Gate. Tens of thousands of people, none of them were spared, all became the ghosts of the Qiufenggu disciples.
The killing continued, but there was a figure who deviated from the large army in the dark and sneaked into the side lane.
Caixiamen Buddhist Scripture Pavilion.
Like all other sects, Caixia Gate also has its own place to take care of hiding the secrets. Naturally, this place is also heavily guarded.
However, tonight, it is different.
"Elder Xi, the fire is blazing into the sky within the sect, and there are killing shouts everywhere. What is going on?"
The one called the'Elder Xi' is a young man who is about sixty years old. He stared at the strange place in the sect and couldn't help shaking his head.
"It may be an enemy invaded. Don't look at it. Go and prepare for support."
"But elder, if we are all gone, what will the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion do?"
"Don't worry, there is me in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. As long as there is an old man here, no one will be allowed to pass this gate."
"Then...Elder Xi, we will go."
"go quickly."
With the elder's order, these people quickly left the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and Elder Xi couldn't help but shook his head.
"Oh! How can the years that have been calm for hundreds of years be suddenly broken now? Could it be that this fate is about to change again?"
He just turned around, but there was a voice behind him.
"Elder Xi, I forgot to take my magic weapon."
Elder Xi frowned and reprimanded:
"Before entering the battle, I actually forgot to take the magic weapon. You look like you, don't you go to die? It is really rotten wood that cannot be carved."
"Yes, what the elder taught."
The disciple, who had just arrived in front of Elder Xi, suddenly raised his hand and shot a bloody light from his sleeves, hitting Elder Xi’s Dantian.
"You...you are not a disciple of Caixiamen!"